Think Riesling. Pause for breath. Think again. The palate salivates at the thought. The salivary glands are ignited, kick started, there's a wrestle to pull a crab from its' limbs, to unhook and fillet a fish for the catch of the day, or indeed, another rotation on the suckling pig in gustatory anticipation. Rieslings, indeed, to be cheerful (part 3). The mind roams to the thirst quenching slurp of lime and lemon fruited Riesling, razor edged acidity. a bare-knuckle fighting white... And we mentally roam the lands, geographically flanking the unspeakably pretty Alsace, cartwheeling the slopes of the Mosel, donning a sunhat for Clare and Eden Valley, maybe checking in with Washington State, Hi to our Kiwi cousins... Hello, that means a gross omission - what about Austria's other white grape?
2002 Prager Riesling Smaragd 'Klaus', Wachau - an Archduke, a European Aristocrat...
What's happening in the glass? Pale gold, still showing a tremendous medium+ acidity, haunting aromatics, baked apples, beeswax, quince, poached peach, lime, hay, lemon citrus squeezed over quartzite rocks.
Anticipation is a strange bedfellow, and to be flirted with. Indeed, this was a blanc that was personally cellared some 10+ years. This wine comes on the back of an old listing, circa 2004, where the vivacious fruit, searing acidity and mineral purity were the heel stone.
Dish du Jour - drawing from Central European culinary traditions, a dish in the Slovak is known as Koložvárska Kapusta, and includes sauerkraut cabbage, rice, minced pork, lardons.
if brevity be the watchword, then - #7wordwinereview European Aristo, lemon citrus over quartzite, haunting
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